If I were given the task of creating a world, one of the things I'd do? I'd limit how long seasons lasted to about a month and a half. So the most you'd get of hot weather at one go would be six weeks.
Because that's more than enough, in my book. (And there could only be six consecutive weeks of cold, for you winter-haters.)
I'm not sleeping well again and this time I'm sure it's the humidity. I wake up feeling like fists are squeezing my lungs, which is a decidedly unpleasant way to start the day. (I haven't even been TRYING to work out in the mornings because of that; the last thing I need at 5:25 am is a full-blown asthma attack. So of course the hour's workout in the afternoon eats into my relaxation time, and it's kind of a big ugly domino effect of things.)
I'm just really getting worn out of summer. I opened up my lunch kit today and almost started crying for no reason other than that I am sick unto death of the plain yogurt/fruit/nuts combination (with not even crackers to relieve it because I ran out of crackers and can't seem to remember to buy them when I'm at the store). I contemplated sticking the lunch back in my colleague's fridge and going out somewhere, but meh. The choices of lunch that can be done in a reasonable amount of time all involve either something fried in hydrogenated oils or something that uses mass quantities of cheese to cover up the fact that it doesn't really Has a Flavr. So I ate the d....d yogurt any way.
And I have no idea of what to fix for dinner; right now my tomato plants are between ripe tomatoes (and I lost a couple of ripe tomatoes over the weekend...it turns out one of the local stray cats either likes tomatoes, or was so hungry/thirsty that it was willing to pull them off the vine and eat them. I don't begrudge the cat the tomatoes, especially if it was starving, but that means no broiled tomatoes for a while.
And yes, I know it was a cat and not other local wildlife; I watched it eat the tomatoes through my bedroom window Sunday morning.)
I sort of lose my appetite/cooking mojo when it's hot like this. Everything either seems to take more effort than I want to put in, or it heats up the kitchen too much. So I wind up eating a lot of salad (and then getting really sick of salad).
At least I have the good kind of hummus in the fridge; at least I remembered to pick that up this weekend on my trip South. (The local stores only sell the "basic" variety and I prefer the Greek style.) So maybe I can make a hummus sandwich or scare up some pretzels to eat it with or something.
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yeah, I don't care for this time of year either. July through September, heck, even into October is beastly in my region. I'm a reverse hibernator--summer is when I stay in and catch up on my reading and movie watching because it's too durn hot outside.
We don't have the relentless summer heat that you do, but I'm heartily sick of summer too. We have had 3 weeks of over 100* days since May, and without A/C that's enough! Today it's back to normal - 78* at 2pm - and I'm happier.
I've had cats and dogs who loved tomatoes, and one strange cat who like chile peppers! Clawdette will eat tomatoes, cherries and apricots - which is clearly not the norm for cat diet.
And...the pay-it-forward quilt arrived. It's lovely, I'm thrilled beyond words, and it will have it's very own blog post soon. Thank you so much! It's absolutely perfect.
One of my mother's hot weather meals was a cold pasta salad made from cooked macaroni, canned peas (drained) and tuna fish, stirred together with mayonnaise and some salt and pepper. Sometimes she'd make bran muffins to go with it but I don't often bother with them. The salad makes a nice supper without them, especially if you have some sliced tomatoes on the side.
We've been living on hummus lately; the veggies, types of bread, and types of hummus vary, but yep, mostly that, and noodles with peanut sauce (our nearest two groceries are Asian, so there's some fantastic noodle options there without having to get in the car).
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